Weird brain

It's weird the way my mind works at times. On the way home from the office yesterday all sorts of potential starts to murder mysteries came to mind. I've made a note of them all and will no doubt develop them at some point.

Why is this weird?

Well, as regular readers will know, I am working on a non-fiction book about ACD covering his life between 1897 and 1907. The last thing I need right now are mysteries for my own detective.